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PROD DELIRIUM
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TILL IM DEAD

written / performed by @blckbrds
prod. Scottzilla
eng. @tumaggz

BLOOD:HOUND

First things first i burst in flames and curse your name, never tame sure, faces on a plain shirt
In my lane curve, 2 shots just to make sure
My whole passion is rapping this ain’t game
worm
Squirm, you got some things to learn
How much of your body can fill up this urn?
How much of this fuckboy are we gon need to burn?
Watch his corpse crumble, stomach starting to turn
The boy Ouija, avoid bleeding, the sharks need it
I coined evil and force people with medieval 
Torture methods with swords Im reckless I breath diesel
The opposition get in positions thats known as fetal
From my weed eyes bleed survive these when i squeeze
Tightly your mom screams it can’t be it can’t be if can’t be
Is that how you really feel? I mean
With this flow so quick slow might implode Im so sick
Theres no if its when will i blow theres no tricks
Stand ten toes in an instance, have your whole team froze 
A failed abortion bred for extortion forced upon this world the devil wont endorse this
Porcelain made people the melting pots enormous
Death is so important take your life enjoy it
Can you motherfuckers hop on a beat and not lie?
Can you motherfuckers hop off my meat and not cry?
Every time I tasted defeat I revive
Protect ya neck, or bleed for me
Don’t sweat the technique it’s not sweet b
Wrap your head in bed sheets best believe the
Funeral starts with heavy hearts indeed
Everybody wanna act and rap and cap in that
I am no exception to the fact, this shit is wack
Make metaphors bout shit that Ill never do
Like raping a bitch, taping the shit then make it a clip
I know the money have you changing n shit, fake with the clique
Yeah bitch not me
Your tranquility tranquilize and hypnotize
No military the metal heavy I terrorize

The Missing People Menace Sneaking Weapons In Heaven (prod. Cultxre)

take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller
(bitch)
take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller

i dont give a fuck about a lot of things
cigarette to find the peace
sick of pussys biting me
we know u got a crush
get the fuck up off of me
i be smoking grinding cheese
underwxrld my family
don’t ask you was, the fuck?
you think you socrates?

i feel like a bum
i feel like im bumboi
riding thru my city 
with the drums double guns boy
hit you and your son
give a fuck about a lover boy 
904 the hub i got shooters undercover
the way they do just what i want
yea this that mothafuckin murder talk
dis a life of risk
i’ll leave my house but kept the burners on
heard you play your tape
function told you turn it off
i’m a man of taste 
show me something ian heard before

i saw an angel fall deep into the underwxrld
to sell her soul to make it rain inside another world
i saw an angel fall...
take me to the underwxrld

take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller
(bitch)
take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller

my body is a sacrificial instrument (prod. trulife)

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

SNAKES AND LADDERS

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

GOD I$ WHATEVER I WANT

SHATTERED BROW OF OZYMANDIAS

Caution the clique we don’t miss we’ll make your heart race then erase any trace of this place, war
Serrated blade size of a sword, hardcore I need more gore galore 
Off of the rip its off with your head and off with your limbs
Ouija’s beatings leaving weakened meaning, life of the kid
Off of a whim Im swishing the rim think that Im him
A bottle’s bottom topples all of the men, begin
Capitol O decapitate foes, the less that you know the better need green, guns and cheddar mild
Squeeze, scream, bleed, steam from thunder while
These pleas leave streets and gutters, wild
Don’t mean to impose, demeanor is cold, that means my heart froze, shout out bro, we juxtapose hoe
Even demons dream of Ouija pleading give him his soul
Tape hate date rape fate demeaning a hoe
Make way for the mane straight breaking the code
In my zone smoking bones of O, yo hot box pop rocks smelling, face it alone
Non stop drops underground where I’m home
The verbal oppressor professor, burning the pressure my pleasure, terminal illness you feel this never the lesser trend killer
I got an itch in the back of my mind only a weapon can fix Im convinced, Ill always be this sick 
Fuck the mosque, the church will burn, lets hit the synagogue
Every person learns there’s nothing after all
Death Im not concerned I’d rather see the fall
Of the human worms, the blessings of the saw
A call to maul, Allah I lost my sense of wrong
Kali Ma, the God of Death, Im tapped in with the law
Not the jakes, the fakes I face they featherweight
Better yet I bet that I could him levitate
Its the Delirious G O D, but fuck what you heard hoe you don’t know me
Flipping up the bird since before ‘03
I can get you served if you need that weed, the green
I got no rivals, you try me get stifled, get stuck with the rifle with sticks like I’m tribal, you dead on arrival, you idle, a demon left deep in hell, king is my title
Dont get your shit beat in dont end up six feet and your friends wont have to mourn a story another missing man
Stab wounds leaking salt to rub in
Stiffen up your nerves disturbed lets burn loose ends
Confident conquering all of it slaughtering prophetic offering awful and ominous 
Carcasses tarnish the granite granted Im welcoming mess
Im with the Missing cadets, you best be sending your best
Missing stepping on necks kid
I plead the 5th and I bleed a 5th
Smoke Cheetah piss, love how the reefer hit
Toking dope alone a broken soul known for spliffs 
Hopeless joker never sober think Im losing it

All Gods Go To Hell (prod. JPatz)

Lola Bunny [ft.EZJ01NTs] [ft.mexicantiko]

vLucifers: (XLDSXULEDKILL3R)
Blow yo wig back blow yo bitch back chiropract

Got a fat gat in my backpack let it rahh

Call me fent ten walk up with the bent then
Im a walking fein mane 
We aint on the same team 

Fuck up off fuck up off me bitch can’t you see?

Fuck up off fuck up off me bitch can’t you see ?

Fuck up off Fuck up off me bitch can’t you see 

Fuck up off fuck up off me bitch can’t you see?
 
That I be walking with the dead 
I don’t give a fuck about the bread 
ever since the fuckin feds 
Tried run up on my shed 

I be hiding on my checks 

Bloody boots and bloody legs 

Give a fuck about no head 

Want that pussy wet instead 

Told that bitch to get the fuck on
I want to go to mardigra and get my fuck on

Every body that I knew I had turned on 

I got knife up on back but it ain’t hurt nah 

I use the knife to stab you back I bet it hurt ya

I domt judge but luci why you snorting all that snow 

I dont judge but luci why you smoking all that dope

I dont judge but luci why you always acting low 

I told that bitch to fuck up off my dick you dirty hoe 

I never questioned what you did you stupid hoe 

I never asked you stopped that shit I knew you would tho 

Never asking for favor cuz you  stupid hoe 

Ill rather OF stay up in the sky away from you, too

And that stupid ass thats friend of yous

Tryna catch views but you lookin musty stanky cooch 

Who the fuck are you tryna tell me what the fuck to do 

End up on the news next time you say luci why you do
——————————-

vCherrysoho: (KEIFVONCLEEF)
Von Cleef & Arpels bracelet
Looking like a gold locust nest
Let me tell you why
That night when I was little
Bringing knife to to gun fights
Time for murder time 
Bitch then say less
Shooting out my room
Shotgun shell infested room

Locked up in my room
 Im becoming king of doom

Look up to the sky 
wondering why im alive 

I got the death eye
I can see who gonna live
Who gonna die 

Went through all this suffer 
Just to slowly die 

I’ve been trippin seeing shadows
on my fuckin ceiling
Brains brains brains 
Zombitch my middle name 

Hit the opposition the 40 im the clap man 
Fuck ya bitch from the back 
 Like a real $cum prodigy 

Driving off a perc thinking i just hit somebody
He the hunan speedbump 
Protect my car fron all glass and scratches 
He gonna die 

Blessing all these curses, cause in a week here you all gone die
Best be tripping like im Micheal Vick 
Killing beats just to get my check
8 years smoking back to back 
Well over 20 k in weed
Maybe its time to slow down 
And follow whats prgrammed inside of me
Modern day slavery
9/5 is all i got

Even tho it aint for me 
All my friends have givin up on me 
Feeling like a Wilson ball lost up in the sea

Ghost em all and fly away
I bet they wont even question 
Where is cherry, where he is?
I thought he was doing good

Login to his ramport
And now shit is
loooking differently
use to check on everyone 
But now that im gone
My thousand dollar phone went numb
Long aho turned on dnd 
Long ago turned off my ringer
——————————————-

JINX: (666thWARLORDFUCK)

uzi spit a loogie on ya bitch 
i don’t give a flying fuck 
fist fuck a hoe dis
pistol whipp yo bitch
while i’m bussin off a fuckin tesla 
holly shit bitch steady acting fuckin etrxa
all i haer is blah blah mothafucka blah blah 
pull up and the choppa get to tweakin going rha rha
bitch i am the sun god stepin on the sun ya
pussie get to close ya i might just burn ya
pop another tripple stack
now ya bitch throw it back
yeah she tryna suck dick 
holly shit from the back 
she just made my balls clap 
neva did some shit for you
she a freaky deaky ass hoe 
she go up da mood
pistol whipp that bitch till she get it right

SHATTERED BROW OF OZYMANDIAS

blckbrd.