Trap Metal Pack 3; aggressive rap / screamo / trap / deathcore / metal / grime / rage

Trap Metal Pack 3

skanky

Haze playlist

Toxic brain

ᴺᵒ ᵗᵉ ᵈᵉʲᵉˢ ᵉⁿᵍᵃⁿᵃʳ ᶠᵃᶜⁱˡᵐᵉⁿᵗᵉ ᵖᵒʳ ˡᵒˢ ᵉˡᵒᵍⁱᵒˢ, ᵃ ᵛᵉᶜᵉˢ ᵒᵗʳᵃˢ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿᵃˢ ⁿᵒˢ ᵉˡᵒᵍⁱᵃⁿ ˢᵒˡᵒ ᵖᵃʳᵃ ᵃᵖʳᵒᵛᵉᶜʰᵃʳˢᵉ ᵈᵉ ⁿᵒˢᵒᵗʳᵒˢ+.•°♡.

𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖏𝖔

Нормально

@CoaastGxd and @Grim_Salvo - Floccinaucinihilipilification
Produced by Vermin 666
Mixed and Mastered by @33marrow
Art by Halo Blaack

LYRICS
I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Hibernation in my comfort
Little brittle coves bring clots like mustard
Fell off a boat like just last summer
But when I came up to the surface I couldn’t see colors
Now I’m a ghoul
Always a fool
Got what it takes? 
Yes I’m thinkin I do
It still hurts and I never get hungry
I don’t even think I’m from this planet I’m a bug beast
I don’t wanna live without my rhythm
Didn’t even seem to say anything before he did em
Just one big scrimmage for some pitiful gimmicks
Universe looking thicc
Imma bust up in it

I’m sick of that attitude bitch
You need Dad to come slap up the wrist
And you make like a punk
I got chu buzzing in the beehive
Always hit deep no sea dive
Rewind
I’m really not mad at you bitch 
You gave up and I’m glad that you did It was done from the jump
Looking like you got the green eye
Shallow water grave goes knee-high 
Rewind

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Burning fuckin' bibles
This a stick up
Sick like when I switch up
Bitches suck my dick up 
Think I think I heard a hiccup
My arrival was prophetic
All your shit is anesthetic
We be coming for your head and no it won't be copacetic

Light the dynamite, ya
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY
yuh, ay

Somebody bout to get dropped
Aim a grenade at a cop
Up with the blade and the chop
All while your bitch givin top

Light the dynamite
Ay
Somebody up in this bitch finna die tonight, AY

BLEGHH

Look at my alchemy I see now it's no limitations
Fell through the great simulation
Woke up with endless patience
Truth is there's darkness inside of me
I can barely take it
You were there on the night I lost my mind to infestation

Floccinaucinihilipilification

Floccinaucinihilipilification w/ Grim Salvo [Prod. Vermin]

Wavy Jone$ x Bearded Legend x 6roke 6oy SiX - Fuck it!

lyrics:

[ak]
When I break a bitch
I never leave the evidence
Shitting on you rappers
I don't see nobody better than
The gang be coming up
I kill them all for just for adrenaline
Kicking in your door, I do not wait for you to lemme in
Yeah

Keep that .45 tucked by gut
Oh fuck, Imma come and dust a mothafucka up
I ain't talkin just to talk
Because that shit ain't adding up
Right now I feel like giving up
But do I really give a fuck
Yeah

Imma soldier, keep my head low
Grinding till I make it
And I put that on my dead folks
Surrender control of all the things that I can't let go
Feeling like the devil
I don't see a fucking halo
Yeah

I pull with the fucking choppa, let it bust
Getting everything I want
Got me feeling like the One
If he really wanna problem, Imma smoke him like a blunt
Heard he talking out of pocket
So I got to mitt them up, yeah

Gimme all the racks
Get back or get your skull cracked
Taking what I want
You fucked up, I'm next up
Hellhound Milita
Piped up, so guess what
Kill a mothafucka, dump the body in the aqueduct
Pussy talking all this shit
But he won't ever back it up
Fucking on ya shawty
And I told her ass to back it up
Saying you a goofy when we naked
Then we laugh it up
Dropping off the bodies cause she love to see me rack 'em up

[res]
Red beam, lead piece
Holdup boy, don't test me
Holographic gleam on the sight, what a blessing
I be like a thief in the night while you resting
I remove the peace from your life, now you stressing

Glockboi, don't make me put the beam on it
Hopping out the Scatty Pack, ain't nothing but a thing homie
I keep circle very small, ain't nothin less my team on it
Chopper seem to chop them up, I let that fucker ring, woadie

I could keep it old school
Holdup Imma cock back
Thought a nigga told you
Roll up and I cop that
I be sipping soju
Pour it, Imma toss back
Imma keep it loaded in my holy water bloodbath
All my niggas rolling, got them smoking on a opp pack
I be like a soldier when I'm loading up for combat
I need mental closure, I'm still open on the contract
I got flow pneumonia, I be cold it ain't no contest
What a nigga want, huh?!
Bullet through his spleen, hoe
Watch a nigga dump once, he can't hit a thing though
All she want is tough love, I can't feel a thing, hoe
I might cut him, and leave him rotting on the bottom of the sea floor

out on all platforms

ak3k x do not resurrect - nuclear winter (prod. rose)

ART BY VEXXVI
https://www.instagram.com/vexxvi/

OPEN UP, GET LET DOWN
CLOSE OFF ALL THE WINDOWS NOW
NEVER GOING, NEVER LEAVING
TAKE MY CHANCES AND JUST DROWN

ALL THIS HATE, FORMS A CLOUD
BURN MY NERVES OUT HIT THE GROUND
COULDN’T SAY THE WORDS I WANTED
SO WE LEAVE ME, NEVER FOUND

WATCH THE SKIN START TO BLEED
FEEL THE CRACKS AROUND THE SEAMS
A PERFECT FAMILY ON THE TV
GUESS THAT WASN’T JUST FOR ME

FEELING BURNT, FEELING USED
YEAH I ALWAYS HAVE TO CHOOSE
DO I STAY OR DO I GO
YEAH SOMETIMES WE HAVE TO LOSE
 
DIDNT GET IT, REPEATING THE WORDS I SAID IT
OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN UNTIL YOUR BRAINS RESETTED
SCRAPING UP ALL THE PIECES AND PUTTING YOU BACK TOGETHER
STRUGGLING, STRUGGLING, STRUGGLING UNTIL I COULDN’T TAKE THE PRESSURE

THEN PUTTING THE BLAME ON ME, I WAS SUFFERING COULDN’T YOU SEE
I THOUGHT I WAS JUST MEANT TO BE THE ONE YOU LOVE BUT YEAH YOU JUST USED ME
DANCING ABOVE THE OPEN SKY, FEELING MY BEDROOM JUST COLLIDE
LET THE EMPTINESS ENVELOP MY CHEST AS I JUST TRY TO HIDE

NOW IM FLOATING AND FLOATING
I EMBRACE ALL THE BLIGHT
YEAH THE PAIN IN MY MIND
IS CONSUMED BY THE LIGHT

FEARING ILL FALL
IM SCARED ILL LAND ON YOUR KNIFE
WISHED ID MAKE UP MY MIND
SO ID LET GO OF THIS LIFE

THEY WILL ONLY LET YOU DOWN

amv: [https://youtu.be/MQvFsf_nj2Y]

lyrics:
Bitch, I'm getting jiggy with the clip
It got a lean on it
Helicopter chopping with the choppa
Got a beam on it
Why you causing problems with the god?
I'm bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda pouring on the rocks
It got me bopping, bout to speed over
Rolling down your block
Ain't bout to talk, I got the heat poking
BOW! BOW!
Hit his top and now I'm reloading
Chopping up the body
Hit the party cuz I'm preforming
Wait, I meant I'll perform, I got the bomb with it
Bitch him now he out of his form, I got his heart skipping
I got addiction to harm and I'm a dog nigga
Pistol stick him right in his jaw, I let him spar with it
Big dog barking off rip, keep the shells hot
Sinning like a winner
Master Splinter leave ya shell shocked
Hot piss on your coffin, drag the mailbox
Thinking bout dissing?
Imma stop him in his trail
Hot damn

Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Heat it up
Now watch me beat it up
Pistol in the club
I'm walking out, I got the Nina tucked
You got a problem come and solve it or don't bring it up
Lil shawty saw me at the mall, she trying to eat it up
Hopping out and popping at your squad because they weak as fuck

Bitch, I'm getting jiggy with the clip
It got a lean on it
Helicopter chopping with the choppa
Got a beam on it
Why you causing problems with the god?
I'm bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda pouring on the rocks
It got me bopping, bout to speed over
Rollin down your block
Ain't bout to talk, I got the heat poking
BOW! BOW!
Hit his top and now I'm reloading
Chopping up the body
Hit the party cuz I'm...

I'm bout that dough shit, I think he on that hoe shit (Oh no)
I lock and load, getting jiggy with that pole stick (Fo sho)
I'm bout to roll, shit get sticky, I'm corrosive (Low blow)
I caught a soul, stick extended, no emotion
Big extendo leave a stain
I crescendo with the blades
Hot as ever, see the devil when you step inside my gaze
Short temper, long shovel, come and dig your fucking grave
Come and find me in the bodies with some metal on my chain
All day...

Lean on it...
Choppa got a beam on it...
Bout to scheme on him
Got em out of pocket
Cut his spleen open
Cream soda...

deadervant's haunt (prod. shneaky x trippleD)

Mage (Prod. Dozy Doe)

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

SOUTH STRIP

OUT MY FACE

lyrics:
power socket, make it work
my glock demonic, make it hurt 
don’t try to stop it
murder, murder 
shot him twice, he hit the dirt 
we outta time, but that’s a curse 
i’m lockin jaws and crack a smirk 
i’m flickin ash in colosseums 
drop it back
i brought the hearse 
i’m power steering at marinas 
ocean skies and open surf 
.45s don’t get subpoenaed
cock it back and shake the earth 
see my religion gettin digits 
gut a god and go berserk 

my opinion bout your business authorized 
excalibur
i pull the blade and carve a path 
for all the spirits walking earth 
look at me and see a god 
who never got what i deserve 
my superstitions cracking portals 
far below is where i lurk 
i don’t try, that shit behind me 
double homis on the verse 
uh 
ay
i get the cake and i move on 
she get it shaking i’m too gone 
but i know she be shaking to whose songs? 
(resurrect)
brought the straps in the back of the u-haul
acrobatic, my tools strong 
it don’t matter, i damage then cool off 
you get bruised, dawg

power socket, make it work
my glock demonic, make it hurt 
don’t try to stop it
murder, murder 
shot him twice, he hit the dirt 
we outta time, but that’s a curse 
i’m lockin jaws and crack a smirk 
i’m flickin ash in colosseums, drop it back
i brought the hearse 
i’m power steering at marinas 
ocean skies and open surf 
.45s don’t get subpoenaed
cock it back and shake the earth 
see my religion gettin digits 
gut a god and go berserk 
my opinion bout your business authorized 
excalibur

terminal velocity (prod. rose)

prod. by sapjer
written/performed by 4ria 

lyrics
Wishes that I dream, plenty fishes in the sea
But I’ve been too busy stranded on the land of make believe 
I’ve been living with disease and these silly little things 
That turn me into a bitter and little fucking fiend 
Little do they know, nothing is ever what it seems 
The trouble that withholds my vision, ripping through the scene 
No lover I could hold
Let alone get with in between my struggles and my soul
And this fickle, crippling scheme 
I’d simply hope for the best every moment i recede 
Soak myself in your hex and approach these woes with a clean game plan 
Like it’s routine while I stand on my hopes and float off a bean 
Wrote this shit like I sculpted marble into a marvel superhero ensemble 
It sparkles and gleams 
Bars are sharp and cleaner than bar soap 
To harp on the themes of this darkness 
Hit the mark like a dart for this art to be seen 
I could harness my catharsis at a startling speed 
Every past job I had lost 
Had an impact
In fact, to bear away the bell ‘till I was shell shocked 
Until I just felt like I was Pavlov’s dog 
Dragged through withdrawals and became a fucking whack job 

It’s too late for me, take from me 
All I’ve ever had was a taste of brief love until the evening wrath 
And shit, I even crashed 
Off a bean
It’s no surprise my life’s got zigs and zags 
There may be beauty in the madness, but never peace in perceiving that 
I feel inept, but nonetheless I must suppress 
Despite the fact that I’ve been feeling trapped 
L-L-Layers I’m peeling back 
Displays a revealing path
I’ve been speeding past with a sleeping bag 

P-P=Pick up
Trying to find a sign, there’s only hiccups 
In between the lines and the grime, so I dig up 
Pieces of the puzzle ‘till I fill up 
The void, I’ve been inclined to this enigma ‘till the jigs up 

I’m too hopeful till I’m hopeless 
I indulge to cope within the world 
In a sense, I’m a poet 
With the proponents of spoken word
Slowly divulge this repulsive formula 
Hold it up my cornea 
Wrote a colloquial storm to pour this grudge 
Pure bliss that strikes more chords than orchestras 
I’m warning ya that I’m still warming up 
At my boiling point and I still don’t feel warm enough 
Here’s some food for thought that I oughta scarf once my orders up 
In order to see a glass half full with a quarter cup
Forming hoards of songs with these tortured thoughts that were born from loss  
And the more I sought a pure resolve 
I turned to slaw and splurged on wants and needs into a cauldron of my burning flaws 
Stall till the curtains draw 
Fallen
It don’t make a difference if you give in, I’ve been calling 
Out your name to drown the pain, a victim of the solemn 
Mounted shame amounts to change to bring in till I’m ballin’
Bound to fame, about the game 
I’m killing till I’m crawlin’ 
Count the ways I’ll pounce and fade 
These feelings till I’m all in 
Boundless faith may balance days 
I’ll dribble to my coffin 
Scribbling these rhythms ‘till my vision is appalling  
Sprawling, prone to no belonging 

It’s too late for me, take from me 
All I’ve ever had was a taste of brief love until the evening wrath 
And shit, I even crashed 
Off a bean
It’s no surprise if I die any second by design 

P-P-Pick up
Trying to find a sign, there’s only hiccups 
In between the lines and the grime, so I dig up 
Pieces of the puzzle ’till I fill up the void
I’ve been inclined to this enigma ’till the motherfuckin’ jigs up (X2)

L-L-Live up
To the fucking standards that they give ya
Spit up 
Another fucking tantrum ‘till I give up 
B-B-Big ups 
To the fucking manic man 
Only feel the panic when I’m standing face to face with the camera man

MANIC MAN

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by nightrdd & skinnydrag 
cover art by fxckjamie 

(Lyrics)

I cracked open the door to hell
I thought I would just take a peak 
But I released some demons and I turned into another freak
Im drowning in my guilt now any day im gonna have to sink 
Right down into the bottom tear apart my only way to speak
I’ve been losing sleep like every night now it’s a curse Im feeling helpless in my skin and I know soon I will reverse myself into a place I can’t imagine but I know it’s worse so I’ll just bite another bullet and just write a fucking verse 

I’ve seen some things that’ll fuck yo brain 
Like everyday I wanna make a stain 
I’ll spill my guts right down the drain
or other ways I can’t explain (x2)

Always Staying apprehensive cuz I’m only seeing bad signs
All my thoughts are blurry, feel like I’m out of my damn mind
Think I’ll take my life but imma wait until it feels right
Shrouded by the dark still want to live to see the daylight 
I know I said it once but I’mma say it again I ain’t fucking around no I ain’t playing pretend
I bury all of my thoughts deep in the ground
I just wanna forget everything I found 

I’ve seen some things that’ll fuck yo brain 
Like everyday I wanna make a stain 
Spill my guts right down the drain
or other ways I can’t explain (x2)

Another night that im high and loosing my sight
Act fine, out of line, trying to make it all right
Another light so bright that I failed to ignite 
But I ain’t bitchin despite 
Im always loosing the fight (x2)

MULHOLLAND DRIVE [PROD. NIGHTRDD & SKINNYDRAG]

Produced and mixed by takizava 
Mastered by kamaara 
Cover art by theo 

Sorry nothing lasts long
Couldnt look you in the eyes 
Drugging kept the cap off 
Leaving both us traumatized 
Spent my whole life scared 
Behind me me with a wide stare 
Dreaming up a nightmare
Screaming pit of despair 

Fuck it i tried 
Aint mind it it might lie 
With timing my hands tied
Paint a life that wouldnt last long 
Fuck it ill die
For the pain of my crimes
With the hate in my mind 
Thats been fried and got a cast on
x2

lost time in a foxhole prying thoughts 
sacrificed the best parts 
couldn’t hold ‘em off
grovel back to what remain 
thump inside your chest  
spin you round 
rip it out 
no ground to gain 

mind depletes at the frontlines 
sanity bleeds
press my face into a landmine 
lie in a wide stare 
Dreaming up a nightmare
Screaming pit of despair

Pit of Despair w/ KAMAARA [Prod. Takizava]

Single 1 from upcoming album 'imploder'

prod @nimbustwokay & me
mixed by me

LYRICS

Red dot beaming, I like blood stained tailor made 
shortie geekin she like dru-
call me lord but i been fresher than a prince 
in the car but they can’t peep us through the tint

leave him red like he rudolf
Bonk him in the head till he lookin like a doodle      
I cant slice thru cuz the fuck blade too dull
had to fit him in a 2 door
Its hate venom in me cuz these snakes tryna grip on

Now try to push a word out you gon eat both boots
Bitch rappers put more shit out than their
booty holes spew
Let that thing dangle
Pull the lead out , toasted dude
then at night turn a bitch into a toaster strudel

Red dot beaming, I like blood stained tailor made 
shortie geekin she like dru-
call me lord but i been fresher than a prince 
in the car but they can’t peep us through the tint

*self imploded trash*

driving my head in the wall
i got a creek in the torso
and it’s flowing a hate of its own

I see red, all i see is red
everywhere I go
only red around me, i’m seeing red
all i see is red

Red dot beaming, I like blood stained tailor made 
shortie geekin she like druggin her lemonade
call me lord but i been fresher than a prince 
in the car but they can’t peep us through the tint

plenty perkys plus she pop em like they mint
swear to god that pussy bubble gum she pop that sugar pink
case beater, gucci mane, depp johnny
no game lobby but he left red dead bloody

from the dreads to the bed head they already know me
bread chubby, checks by the ten copies
i see red
i see red

I See Red

AIN'T TRYNA FEEL A THANG

ROMAY, Fukkit & MyHomieAaron - AKIMBO! (Prod. No. 22)

Whispers Of Betrayal

SELF-DESTRUCTION 
MIX/PROD/COVER BY ME 

SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/album/1I3TyrsGvM5JGT7ykpBUIO?si=cZYOPfD_S9-3qZdCRoJ-gg

https://band.link/OCWjA

———LYRICS———
Beneath the surface, all I see is black
I try to climb out but I'm always falling back
Every step I take, I’m on the wrong track
I hate who I am, but I don’t know who to be,
Stuck in this nightmare, there’s no way to be free,
Self-destruction’s my only company
All the bitches said I couldn't do it 
They got on my nerves.
Wanted to hurt me. 
But they're just empty promises
Betrayal on my mind, now I’m dealing with the traces,
Cursed by your words, now I’m feeling all the graces
You say I'm doing everything wrong.
I never pray
I get a dose of gasping for gas
I give stress
Self-hate sippin' slow from broken vases
No trust, just rust, on the edge of madness
Split personality, lost in my insanity
A lunatic, no escape from this calamity
I’m psychotic, I’m chaotic, in a world of vanity
I’m the ghost in the shadows
Fuck your ego
I’m a lunatic, yeah, I’m in the dark with a mask on
Psychopath livin’ fast bitch

MYSTIC PLUG & UNHOLY SET

THX YOU’ALL FOR SUPPORT
MORE MUSIC COMING SOON

SELF-DESTRUCTION [ALBUM SOON]

FLYWEIGHT

PRAY I MAKE IT BACK

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

SNAKES AND LADDERS

Produced by the homie @HydraMane

SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/hydramane615
Twitter: https://soundcloud.com/hydramane615

DODDY GATZ
Twitter: https://twitter.com/DoddyGatz

PLAYA HATERS (Prod. HYDRA MANE)

Produced by Yung Sega: https://soundcloud.com/yung_sega59

Standby (Prod. By Yung Sega)

PISTOL GRIP (Feat. XVNNIE CLVUS)

M D T A

MDTA - VAMP (prod. Nastii)

FOLLOW ME AND @mutrubeats

I hear these fucking 808s in my sleep,
I lurk in the night, tiptoe when I reap,
dark from my nightmares and light from my dreams combine to making something that I do not believe,

cherry picking all the sins I confess, I got more in the vault do not think that I’m blessed
I’m alone and depressed probably more than the rest, imma sickness yeah I am a shot to the chest 

youre a waste bitch
fuck up your life with just one swing of the blade bitch 
blade rip
we are so ignorant we do not give only take shit 
face split 
swinging my fist and leaving your face on the pavement 
gimme payment
or I’ll be the doctor submitting your ass as a patient 

fully focused I am not wasting time, imma travel that road and take back what is mine,
imma fuck up your life, wanna test me I dare you to look in my eye step over the line 
RVMAN posted yeah that’s triple the threat 
RVMAN posted yeah we talking your breath
RVMAN posted leaving your brain exposed 
yeah we pull up on you we the bringer of death 

grip the magnum till my hands start to sweat 
grip the magnum till they all end up dead 
grip the magnum till I fill they ass up with so many round they are then made of lead 

I suggest that you all do not fuck with me 
think that ur tough till I pull up to ur city 
my shootas is ghosts they will not end up guilty
my Draco is bloated boutta make it skinny 

Crucify me im a threat to the populous that’s the only way that you will be stopping us, 
we have a plan to rip out your esophagus 
yuh lil boi we talking your consciousness,

STEP OVER THE LINE LIL BOY LIKE YUH x4

[AMV]

StepOverTheLine [Prod. mutru] (LYRICS IN DESC.)

thank you for listening <3

all these problems that i’m dealing with
i think ill just give up
i’ve been sick and tired 
know i’ll never be enough
whys life gotta be this way 
i guess i’m out of luck 
can’t get outta bed 
and now i’m feeling like i’m stuck 
but for now i’ll keep trying 
i don’t want to be alive 
my life’s fading 
my hope is fading out 
and i’m falling down 
trying to get back up
i need some help
i just wish knew where i should go now  
feeling like i’m lost in my home town
like i’m lost in my home town
feeling trapped and i don’t how get out 
they all say that i’ll be fine
they don’t believe me 
when i say i don’t wanna make it past 19

make it past 19 
i won’t make it past 19
i just wanna live my dreams 
please don’t tempt me 
i won’t make it past 19

i thought about ending it all last night 
i need you here to hold me tight 
maybe one day i’ll be all right 
ill be alright 
ill be alright 
no ones knows how i feel 
what i feel, is it even real?
is it all just in my head 
am i better dead? 
i wish i felt fine

helpless (prod. blade901)

lyrics:
can the world just punch me in the face
if u ask my fuckin mom shed say im a fuckin disgrace
i like to ink my skin cuz im in love w mistakes
n if u got some shit to say just put ur fist to my face

can the world just punch me in the face
if u ask my shitty exes theyll say that i fuckin changed
im the pretty boy that ur lil man wants erased
n if the devil was a bitch id prolly fuck her in the face

hey universe, if u hear me speakin
beat the shit outta me, id really preciate it
maybe theres a lesson that i really needa learn
u keep creatin fires, and now i just really wanna burn
ion blame u, cuz i do stupid shit
but can u stop goin easy cuz i needa learn quick
try to douse me in gasoline, to make this shit hit
i wanna be a good guy, but u think im unfit

can the world just punch me in the face
if u ask my fuckin mom shed say im a fuckin disgrace
i like to ink my skin cuz im in love w mistakes
n if u got some shit to say just put ur fist to my face

can the world just punch me in the face
if u ask my shitty exes theyll say that i fuckin changed
im the pretty boy that ur lil man wants erased
n if the devil was a bitch id prolly fuck her in the face

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can the world punch me in the face? (prod. HXRXKILLER)

An exclusive track from Access Denied Vol. 2

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