Na$tii

totalschaden

high content symphony 2

Restless

Choke

🌀 D̶A̶Z̶E̶D̶ 🌀

Next chapter no more slacker

lit asf 3

ALL SOCIAL MEDIA : _AK3K_

PROD BY SEKKO
COVER ART MY SIGNS VISUALS
MIX AND MASTERED BY TUMAGGZ

AK3K - FRANKENSTEIN (PROD. SEKKO)

MUKBANG Prod. Trashy)

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Lyrics:
i’m poppin shots in the mosh pit
rock out then i dip 
i drop a glock in my sock quick
pop out w my clique 
you walkin odd, you get stomped quick 
panoramic shit 
i brought my stock, i’ll knock you off w .223 banana clips 
i’m lockin jaws, i’m an oddity 
promise y’all, ain’t no stoppin me 
call me god, ima prodigy 
i got models that follow me 
from beyond, an anomaly 
bitches like when i’m toxic 
told her gobble me audibly 
then i’m back in my coffin 

they call me god of death 
i go beyond my flesh 
if i could start the car then i could cause a wreck 
i never saw an exit, i define pperplexing
i decline the sex so i can start the reckoning 

you could try to run from rezzy, you ain’t gettin very far 
that audemar that cost some bands, i bet i leave here witcha arm 
you bought some armor, i’m impressed but it won’t beat my fuckin knife 
i leave him rotten, outta breath
i bet i leave here witcha life 
aight

Free Download

do not resurrect ⌖ - Sarcophagus [Prod.Kedalos]

Ak3k x Blckbrd - WITHOUT A TRACE (PROD. YUNG VENXM)

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)

ALONE.

Spotify

ILIVEINNAWONDERLAND!

Opera of the Urchin written and recorded by Grim Salvo

Prod. ³³marrow @33marrow

Opera of the Urchin

Subject .019 W/ MERCYKILL (Prod.MERCYKILL)

Fadeaway (ft. Maiza)

written & performed by @blckbrds & @gullyspit
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz & @gullyspit
cover by Blckbrd

LAWN w/ Gullyspit

Attention's new single off of his upcoming mixtape "The RAW Files."
All Rights Reserved.

Cracked Case

with @JaeAlaska

Prod @Gullyspit

Lyrics soon

Hotkeys w/ Jae Alaska

All production by GHOSTEMANE

Lyrics included in download link

Download https://ghostemane.bandcamp.com/album/rituals


GHOSTEMANE - Jumpshot ft. BEXEY x eMETA

prod GHOSTEMANE

Slidin round the city with the mark of the beast
Got 7 daemons on the way to take me to Greece
So I can summon Osiris to spill the blood of Poseidon and when they're both gone I still won't have a god to confide in
I'm trippin on shrooms a vacation
I'm lickin on Lucy escaping
All of my daily misfortunes
And I know that I'm the creator
I get so fucked in my brain
that I don't know how I can say
Anything that crosses my mind
Without it coming out the wrong way

Lately I'm feelin a little okay
On top of the mountain, I'm fuckin her face
Moment I cum now I beleive in fate
Still wanna die but not today
I don't wanna be another mothafucker with no way to see the good in things
I smile every time I bleed - young cobaine

I'm gloin up going up jump comin up
If I don't kill myself before I see a million bucks
I'm boutta jump jump jump down a water fall
Inhale the lake
Sweet death come upon me 

GHOSTEMANE - As Above So Look Out Below

What We Do - Ft. Jay Battle (Prod. Dez Wright)

for her x ｔ ｅｅｎ ｐｒｅｇｎａｎｃｙ. - Pictures(ft. YungJZAisDead)

Human

Go Back(ft. YungJZAisDead & Adharmasatru)

@rareakuma

video link ----> https://youtu.be/6V_SUaAMHzw

http://genius.com/Auxxk-poisiden-lyrics

Video Link

Poseidon (Prod. Rare Akuma) visuals in the description

leave me on the floor, it's fine [prod fats'e]

@txmvs-vrvnv
https://genius.com/Auxxk-problem-lyrics
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=567wWh1xL0g
talkatiivve coming soon.

Talkative

Problem (Prod. Unknown) Lyrics in Description

Proudcer @an_gst

AMV by @BasedKakashi
https://youtu.be/D4PAVBxRIHg

Lyrics 
https://genius.com/Auxxk-tangram-annotated

Unofficial Music Video

Tangram (Prod. Angst)peep the description

#mood (prod. excedi x gudnightguy)

@youngburial
@familypet
@anobodyreally

me:
feels like im drowning and i cant breathe
the walls are caving in around me
i call out your name but you cant hear me
hold out my hands but i cant reach

fats'e:
i saw your face in a dream
staring blankly at me
and i cant let it go
cant you just let me be

me:
my gaze turns to the sky
as i fall backwards im
taken back to a time
when you were still with me

familypet:
I had a dream I was sinking at the bottom,
Wake up reach out and grab the bottle,
Drink a fifth just to stop my head from pounding,
In either state of mind I find myself drowning.
I really miss you now,
when I look out,
and see the ocean and the clouds,
smell the salt and hear the sounds,
I can almost hear your voice now.

fats'e:
leave my body out in the middle of nowhere
after im dead
so the vultures can pull me apart 
and i wont have this pain in my head

outro(familypet):
Emotional lies, 
in this pool I will die,
At the bottom I'll lie,
End my emotional life.

perfect nightmare w/ fats'e & familypet [prod ʎpoqou]

Talkatiivve,

Spinrilla - https://spinrilla.com/mixtapes/auxxk-talkatiivve

Youtube - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL97dvre2hTa8_QoR73ugCvRk3EAt0g82q

DatPiff -

Website

The Great Depression (Prod. Unknown)

@wasbeatz
@emptygrave

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/voynich/1321059341

Freefall (Prod. Deademane & W A S)

I get bored of music sometimes because everybody else sucks!

A GHETTO CHRISTMAS CAROL Prod. RONNY J

Young Man (Feat. Moody, & Damon Alexander)

About not being able to get out of your own way

Me In My Way Ft The Jokerr, Danny Thomas, Enkay47, & Dubbs

official visualizer: https://youtu.be/-0hYi4bzsYM
prod: @adjacen7
mixed and mastered: @necrocorpse

lyrics: 
open season on you peons
load in three you know the reason
known to leave em leakin bleeding
you might think he lost a liter 
ima genius with the speech 
i make her leak like aquafina 
i might be in italy the way i make em lean like pisa 
she a diva

rich dicktip kid 
ladies love it when i hip fire
spit sick shit
she gon buss it til that bitch tired 
run around the block 
i bring it back just like an oldie
got my gun i tote them glocks 
i brought that mac ain’t no "aroni" 
hoe you phony with the love so bitch quit liking my pictures 
boy you 40 with no job 
you can’t even talk without snitching 
ima god amongst you men so when you beg for forgiveness 
just know these hollows heavensent 
thy will be done with no witness 
i’ll give em stitches

THE CLASH AT DEMONHEAD

quiet as a dead friend [prod. adjacen7]

Co Prod w @home_less go fw him

2nd single from GULLY , the next thing i drop will be GULLY

Lyrics:

fuck a nazi 
but we turn yo block to kristalnacht 
and imma dap these bitches
with a jack boot to they grave plot 
got an attitude lil big shot 
talking wild get a big shot 
I got homies that’ll clip ya  tie ya body in a big knot 
they  copy cats when I see my sons I turn to Saturn 
everybody got they motives  and to them you just a ladder 
why u asking me for shit I’m not a genie 
fuck alladin 
we gon hunt you in the daylight
catching prey like we was rabid 
not the same  
I always stood on my own 
yeah that’s ya girl but when shes out she never ask you to go 
she bad as fuck her body fire like Joan 
yeah you can keep on fucking talking  Imma show you all the shit that she had sent to my phone
I’m pissing on you bitches 
either urinal or porta-potty 
beat the pussy up 
she call it crane dick like It know karate 
u know everybody smell like bacon 
when u burn they body 
ill give you a chance if
u  still wrecking shawty 
I’m just playing dirty bitches not my speed
they prolly gimme lice
I’ll give u sum advice 
just quit while u behind im being nice 
they sweeping streets at night 
you hear a knock you better clean the site
if they can’t find receipts
the sentence gon be light
unless it’s white 
and I been going crazy 
locked inside of my head 
drugs got me thinking bout shit that 
I’d rather forget 
then again I know without it 
to myself I’m a threat 
I just hope I got enough to save my moms the expense 
they taxing heavy for the box 
and even more for me to have a spot 
it got me hot 
they sell us 
making money off the prison shops 
and they dont give a fuck they find another when the body drops
so when I see a cop 
that shit synonymous with fucking opp 
cut em like its surgical
 lucky u still vertical 
ping u like the radar 
does to nuclear submersibles 
and then electrocute like there’s a short across the terminals
knock your fucking top off 
turn an opp to a convertable

13 Copps Co-Prod. Homele$$

cover art: @gvzzvh
mixed by: @kidmangx

i could be the one to rain pain with the metal 
i could be the one to lift, aim take his head off 
i could be the one to maintain never fell off 
hit the mainstage but the game ain’t on my level 
run my fuckin fade or keep it movin
i keep several blades on me like krueger 
got a couple baddies i could do 
you should probably keep your babe off my to-do list 

i could be the one they fear as they running 
i can see the blood. it spills from yo stomach 
i don’t really wanna kill but i’m gonna 
hear the buckshot why the fuck not better run it 
better duck cops i could not stop if i wanted 
hear the gunshots or the knock knock 
either one’ll get ya son popped 
get em one shot 
get a gun and get a punk shot 
getcha gun cocked cuz i’m comin 

and i don’t stop the gunnin 
i could bring the drum like punk rock
it’s nothin 
i can hear the thump from dumb choppas summoned 
better duck down but not now 
time to punish
getcha lung pounded out
round town i’m huntin 
getcha run down in downtown 
god i love it when the gun sound 
it’s bout time i bring the thunder 
shoot enough rounds
and now clowns found in gutters 

twin ks couple blades
hanging from my waist 
i maim then lay low for a couple days 
niggas tryna bang for fame 
rings all on my fingers 
keep them dracos keep them razors 
keep them lames up in my basement prayin they don’t get dismantled

watch dis

primordial ooze 「prod. treetime」

GULLY track 4 featuring @christdillinger

Produced by Na$tii @nastiitaxii and Venting Palace @ventingpalace

Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii

Lyrics:
verse 1: Na$tii 
ok you got me I’ll be honest
I came in for the crown
I don’t fuck with any honour 
burn the court ground 
ain’t no question fuck with law 
I watch a hog get hound 
stomp the fuck outta ya  jaw
whole block heard the sound 
fuck ya dollar fuck ya dreams
we in squalor you aint safe 
we just fighting for the scraps they done ran off with the plate 
greedy ate the fucking whole thang 
more bricks than Mojang
catch me posted on the porch
with all my brothers smoking propane 
 got no shame 
they be steady stealing from the no names
and get they got petty egos 
till we die we getting no fame 
like  cobain
or Kennedy 
 blow my fucking brain
and let Jacky wash her jacket 
maybe one day she’ll go change 
the enemies a deputy 
his office is the range 
 don’t want the pay penalty 
I need to get away 
atleast a good distraction 
smoking alcohol in vapours 
rolling backwoods by the thousands 
I ain’t never fucked w papers

I don’t need the fucking razor
I used to never let go
touching on my scars 
make her scream like she a Van Gogh 
I still hit the gym bitch u get pressed like a piano 
but if I’m gonna lose then shit I might just stick to ammo 
then hop back to the crib 
and roll up my problems in tobacco 
Brodie did his time
for pushing rocks like he backhoe
I kept my composure 
y’all be rattin ‘fore the bail post
and  I kept my composure 
y’all be rattin  ‘fore  the bail post

chorus: Na$tii
nah we ain’t stopping till the jail close
turn up in the pit 
like amazon deliver elbows 
we living in a hell hole 
but that’s just what it is 
and we been knowing this shit
since we was just a kid

we turn up in pit 
bloody up the fit 
and we ain’t got a fuck to give
we barely got the rent 
middle finger to the bishop
to the pigs and to the feds
wish they come get caught up in the mix

Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER

Chorus Repeats

Amazon Ft. CHRIST DILLINGER Co-Prod. Venting Palace

GULLY track 2

Produced Mixed and Mastered by @nastiitaxii 

Lyrics: 
Verse 1: Na$tii
you ain’t on cause of yo talent 
boy you dick ride
listen thru yo songs and I was laughing
get yo shit right 
I been on that riot shit that violence 
what incite 
how you catch an ego talking big 
when you got lil hype 

steady making hits 
and been smoking in abundance 
I can’t stand the fuckery 
and all them bad assumptions 
blasting all my shit until that speaker give concussions 
and if we seeing12 come we kill em by dozen

stay hating on the gully kid
but yo girl fuck w my music 
got problems with control
if I like it I abuse it 
hit em in his stomach 
leaving bruises and contusions 
and I’m smoking Russian cream
but that blunt looking bigger than a Cuban 

80x put me under the grid
when the bell ring she gonna cover gully in spit 
kick handle in so we can go and plunder the crib
if you owe that’s some shit 
I don’t simply forget 
I need a cigarette 
now pass the razer blade 
been here for a second 
you want smoke then you gon fade away 
take it day to day only seconds till we all decay 
now single file everybody never misbehave 

thumbing through the rubbish 
where the diamonds at 
tell me where you find me at ? 
ready with the polish 
at the exit but the timings past 
you ain’t really built to last
you ain’t really ten toes 
leaking from the gash 
money froze now you exposed 
I got optimism but the glass is coloured Melrose
you ain’t really want it but you cop before the sale close 
now they selling tons but my brothers still in jail clothes

Hook: Na$tii 

grab the guillotine let it go until the jail close x4

I can’t see the face, but i know it got a pale glow 
bomb they limousine wrap they bodies like a pharaoh 
they can feel the squeeze just remember not to let go x2

Verse 2: Na$tii

I cracked my lips 
I take drag I rolled some hash in it
spinning of a fifth a federale how im taxing shit 
I ain’t gonna quit i shoot a badge till I’m a terrorist 
I ain’t even real I’m just a mirror up to a narcissist 

you ain’t really  gripping you a sweaty palm pacifist 
I been steady in it you ain’t even started spawning yet
Vietcong vet you a house pet 
I can’t even see you roaches scatter
once the light set 

roll my landlord in a blunt and get to smoking 
poison out the frogs back needles get to poking 
bleaching out my skin in the love seat while it soak in 
saying all that shit now you claiming u misspoken 

9-5 you serving so you don’t get 25 life 
now you fucking  pissed off
all you wanna do is fight 
Bobby where the kids at 
Bobby where that fucking wife 
Bobby in the suburbs grabbed a knife and stabbed a hunnid times

Hook repeats

Jail Talk

GULLY track 1 featuring @jonlemonsucks and @jaealaska

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii  @nastiitaxii 

Lyrics:
intro: Na$tii
just cause you speak bout it
don’t mean it’s real life in this bitch 
can’t have no real life when u rich 
if  it get real tight they  switch 
can’t have no weak round me 
 they got real snakes up in this bitch 
the price of a life more than a grip
can u sleep after this shit 

Verse 1: Na$tii
I know I ain’t got shit to lose
desperation makes you smart 
but if u ain’t got shit to prove 
ud be better off a mark 
iron fist like I’m a stark 
iron lungs to lion hearts 
catch him slipping at the light 
caught em plates from past the park 

they smell the blood all in the water 
now yo circle full of sharks 
every pig was made for slaughter 
we just here to play our part 
and this music shit a hustle
no one cares about the art 
make em fucking hate u
 and theyll run you up these charts 

if u ain’t that good at aiming
better put down all em darts 
yeah the seven make u dance
put 13 up on yo card 
ego all the way on Pluto then you dead before you start
pushing weight we call it sumo just don’t let em past yo guard 

I won’t let em out the yard
got a tendency to bite
got a legacy of spite
got em pinging like a radar
send em up there like a kite
we gon slide thru like the fader 
now u playing with yo life 
better make the payment right

Hook: Na$tii
brain damaging 
bitch we leave panicking 
stepping to the set 
leave stiff just like mannequin 
bitch move out the way
when u see us like an ambulance 
u was talking tough
now u see us and u rambling

Verse 2: Jon Lemon
Flip that bitch like sumo 
Ring around around like Saturn while I’m sitting up on Pluto 
Magic carpet like Aladdin
Blue genie in a baggie
Blue denims still saggin
Brain damage from this magnum 
Cerebellum stay hanging 
hang em off da roof 
He lay slain in the coupe 
Riding 
We ain’t talk about it till one of the crew find em 
I’m in the function like it’s 2002 wylin 
He said he really need a pick up I’m like who drivin

Gratefully dead
Steal yo face off yo head q
Take my faith from the rest 
Take a break from the meds 
Had to say what I said
Had to testable my head 
Try to Break from these chains 
And keep the pace in my step
You stay laid wit da snakes no mistakes in what I said  
Save yo breath homie 
if you aint tryna make amends just break the bread homie
or just save it for your dead homies

Verse 3: Jae Alaska 
It’s the, master of mind tricks 
Practicing hydroponics 
Look it’s the weed grower 
Something like leaf blower 
The engine that I been powering 
Finna leave em all clamoring 
Boa constrict like bandolyn 
Permanent how we damaging 
Sit back n let me demonstrate
I swept the floor with you featherweights 
I never hesitate
Just finding reasons I should detonate 
Let’s get it straight 
I’m smoking just to elevate
I’m up there with the angels cause my pack will make you levitate 
How you manage this is what they asked me
First rule is never ask me
This wasn’t A, C, had to go and follow plan B 
Abort mission 
I leave the ground finished 
Your crew get diminished just from how I form a sentence 
Don’t you sense this?
Ice god wit the blueprints?
Lay it down and plan it
Seeds I got em planted 
All this ice I went ahead and birthed my own planet 
Top of list 
I’m the ice god embodiment
Its brain damage 
Talking what you will but never do it 
I just zoom right passed these niggas take the walk right out their movement 
Brain damage 
All the ignorance got you bleeding bliss
Let’s see how that’s lasting when you betting all you’re chips
Brain damage 
All that sneak dissing need to stop it 
When I get inside your head I make your mental run it’s pockets
Brain damage
Smoke so much I got brain damage 
Ain’t no ending me the definition of a legacy, bitch

Brain Damage Ft. Jon Lemon & Jae Alaska

@CoaastGxd - Threnody for My Enemies
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by @netuhbeats
Artwork by @haloblaack

lyrics
Can I get a FUCK YOU from the misfits
Every motherfucking kid who didn't fit in
Picked on
Kicked, stomped cause they different
Thick skin cracks quick if you give in

For every time I had to hear a mother fucker tell me I should just get over it
For any person trynna put up with their parents pushing "Why can't you be sober kid?"
For the innocent exiles who trek miles
Only find holy projectiles
and textiles operations run by some reptiles
A flesh pile stretched into hide for a blessed child
Try to find a place to hide for the next while
The army of the dead has risen
Shits boutta get wild
I'm done apologizing to the apathetic
Get decapitated and I left your fucking head up in the bread aisle

No glocks
Just scythes and a dark horde
Got these kids yelling out to the dark lord
And I aint talking bout the devil
I'm a walking god
I'ma spare the child and spoil you with the fucking rod

I got flows that kill foes
I'm filling the cemetery
and don't stop running
Death comes for the sedentary
The time slows down
Don't panic
Its momentary
You're ten toes down
Froze out in the mortuary


I'm a crazy mother fucker
Swing the blade 
I aim to sunder
Under cover from another lame
They trynna cop my thunder
and I wonder when the rubble overcomes the over/under
On the day we all become a babe to suckle from the mother
Land a boat along the shore so we can forcefully plunder
Openly I'm hoping we can see the end of each other
And when the world falls down will you stand or suffer?
Dead men down cant count numbers

So tonight's the night I light a candle for your family
It cant suffice
I roll the dice against my sanity
Might I try to find a common enemy
I'm the bad guy and this is just a threnody

Threnody for My Enemies

Threnody for My Enemies [Prod. Netuh]

10. Waste (Feat. TWENTYTHREE)

Packed Out (Prod. Fallen)

muhfucka aint you heard of this it's murder rap 

all social medai : _ak3k_
mix and mastered by @tumaggz

Murder Rap (prod. 5:10)

prod. leshy
mix/master. king yosef

lyrics:

I hear voices follow shadows and they’re bleeding through the wall, still declining conversation got no time for all your calls
Been a slave to my own hope so cut me down until I fall, you’re not about the things you talk so keep it silent no applause 
See I really stayed in the gutter, sever and never withdraw 
We came from the cover with cutters aiming it straight at your jaw 
Silence for any discussions, all of the pain can be yours 
I don’t need that, forget it all never explored

Take me away, scatter my ashes all over the dirt 
No need for names, sever it all and decay with the earth 
Cut em and wait, never the same, watch as it burns 
Know I won’t change, hang up the call it’s all you deserve 
Take me away, scatter my ashes all over the dirt 
No need for names, sever it all and decay with the earth 
Cut em and wait, never the same, watch as it burns 
Know I won’t change, hang up the call it’s all you deserve

LAWN w/ Gullyspit

blckbrd.