BRO THIS SONG WENT WAY TOO FUCKING HARD WTH

"Hey cxrpse how you doing?"
 I FEEL LIKE SHIT
I WANNA PUT A RUSTY NEEDLE ALL UP IN MY WRIST
I WANNA BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF A NEWBORN WITH MY FIST
I WANNA KILL MY FUCKING PARENTS BECAUSE I EXIST
YES I EXIST
 AND A NIGGA FEELING BAD
SEE MY NUMBERS GOING UP BUT I STILL FEEL SAD
AT THE FUNCTION I SEE RED AND A NIGGA GETTING STABBED
THIS DEPRESSION REALLY WHOOPING MY ASS

AINT NO RUNNING FROM IT
THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANTED WANTED
EVERYBODY THINK THEY WANT IT CUZ THEY SEE A COUPLE
HUNNIT HUNNITS
AND NOW YOU LOOKING PUNISHED CUZ YOU RAPPING ON A
BUDGET BUDGET
THEN YOU SIGN A DEAL
BUT YOU NOTHING BUT A FUCKING PUPPET

Guess thats life
All you niggas are the same
Bunch of fucking pussies nigga
Get it IN yo brain
Say you wanna play the game
Man that shits a fucking shame
Wish I never started rapping
Shit aint never gonna change  

I FEEL LIKE SHIT I WANNA PUT A RUSTY NEEDLE ALL UP IN MY WRIST
I WANNA BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF A NEWBORN WITH MY FIST
I WANNA KILL MY FUCKING PARENTS BECAUSE I EXISTYES I EXIST I FEEL LIKE SHIT I WANNA PUT A RUSTY NEEDLE ALL UP IN MY WRIST
I WANNA BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF A NEWBORN WITH MY FIST
I WANNA KILL MY FUCKING PARENTS BECAUSE I

Listen

I FEEL LIKE SHIT(PROD.TRIPLESIXDELETE)

human evil (prod. SHABAFABLYA)

PROD. ME

LYRICS:

THIRTY FIVE POINTS FOR THE HEAD SHOT BITCH
SHOULDA KEPT THE PISTOL IN THE BAG
FUCK IT GOT THE PAPER ON TRACK
SEE ME BITCH I'M FITTED ALL BLACK
I BURN IT IF I EVER GET THE PLAQUE
TURN YA' FUCKING FAMILY TO A PACK
PUT THAT FUCKING MONEY IN THAT BAG
I KILL HIM JUST TO SAY THAT SHIT AND BRAG

THROW THAT CHECK, IN THAT FIRE PIT
I COULD BUY YA' BITCH
I GO BACK, JUST TO SPIN AGAIN
GET MY KILL AGAIN
WHERE I'M AT, WE DON'T DO THAT SHIT
WE DON'T TALK A LOT
I BLOW MY BAG, WHERE'S MY MONEY BITCH
RELOAD ALL MY MAGAZINE I'M BACK
FUCK YOU THOUGHT IT WAS
I DON'T KNOW YOU BITCH I SEND HIM UP, TELL HIM FUCK IS UP
SUCK MY FUCKING DICK I CARE 'BOUT CASH
WANT MY MONEY BACK
I DON'T LIKE TO BRAG BUT LOOK ME UP
GET THE FUCK UP OFF MY DICK I TRIED TO GIVE A FUCK IT'S

DOUBLE MY MONEY LIKE PLAYBOY MY MONEY I DON'T FUCK AROUND WITH NO BITCH
DIRTY MY THIRTY I'M EARLY AS FUCK, CAUGHT ME A BODY AS SOON AS I'M UP
I BROUGHT A HAND GRENADE INTO THE CLUB, I PULL THE PIN AND THAT SHIT GOIN' UP
GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS

EVEN WHEN I GET MY BAG BITCH
GOT A RED DOT SHIT NO TAG BITCH
LOOK AT MY BANK I GOT TOO RICH
I'M IN A RED ROOM NOT NO TWITCH
BLOOD MONEY BABY THAT'S MY HISTORY
HE COULD PULL UP AT THE SHOW HE AIN'T NO KIN TO ME

FUCK 'EM ALL, DIE SLOW AND WE FUCKING BALL
X4

MUSIC VIDEO

RED ROOM

PROD. SANPERSEUS

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

WAKE THE FUCK UP, YEAH
WHAT THE FUCK'S UP. YEAH
ON MY SHIT
OUTSIDE ON SOME OTHER SHIT
I JUST GOT MY MONEY IN
X2

MURDER SHIT
LOOK WHAT'S IN MY POCKET BITCH
FOUND OUT WHERE THE PROBLEM IS
HAD MY PEOPLE HANDLE IT
FUCK YOU FUCK Y'ALL CHILDREN BITCH
I KEEP DREAMIN' BULLET SHIT
I COULD GET Y'ALL RIBS SPLIT
FUCK Y'ALL FUCKING EVERYTHING

SINCE I WAS FIFTEEN I NOTICED Y'ALL TOO FUCKED UP TO STAY FOCUSED
I HOPE THAT BITCH OD AND GO TO HELL, I WISH YOU WELL
PUT Y'ALL HANDS ON ME BITCH
I BET I DIE 'FOR I SWITCH
Y'ALL RIP MY SHIT 'CAUSE YOU NEED IT I STOMP THE FUCK OUT Y'ALL NIECES

BEAMY:

ALL THIS SHIT A JOKE
X4

ALL THE KIDS ON COKE
FENTY POWDER, HENNY, HOW WE DO IT
KILLIN' OFF A GENERATION NOTHING BUT INFLUENCE

SEVENTEEN, INSEMINATED FROM THE POKIN, GOTTA RIP YOU OPEN
AIN'T NO JOKIN', KILL YOURSELF ALONE ALL OVER THE SHIT YOU POSTED
WE GOERS, RAPPERS EATIN', OVERFLOWING NEVER FIX THEY HEAD
YOU GOT WHAT YOU PAID AND IT AIN'T NO HOPE LEFT FOR THE BITCH YOU WRECKED

EVERYBODY HATE ON THE GANG 'CAUSE THEY JUST WANNA BE LIKE US
BITCH I'M 'BOUTTA BUSS I JUST FUCK MY BITCH RIGHT I DON'T GOT NO CRUSH
I AIN'T 'NUN LIKE ALL THESE JUNKIES GET MY SLEEP 'FOR THE SUN COME UP
SPIDER GANG THE GANG, WE DON'T GANGBANG BUT STILL FINNA FUCK 'SUM UP

BLCKK:

WAKE THE FUCK UP, YEAH
WHAT THE FUCK'S UP. YEAH
ON MY SHIT
OUTSIDE ON SOME OTHER SHIT
I JUST GOT MY MONEY IN
X2

ANTHEM FEAT. BRUHMANEGOD

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

FUCK EVERYBODY OUTSIDE
TINTED WINDOWS I GOT PEOPLE ON THE INSIDE
I MIGHT START SELLIN' BRICKS WITH MY - WILD
AND MY NEW SHIT MEAN THIS MY TOP 5
IF THAT SHIT AIN'T COME FROM ME COULDN'T BE A FACT
I DON'T FUCKING NEED A THING HOLD UP MATTER FACT
I TAKE IT BACK I NEED A SWITCH ON MY NEW METAL
WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK THESE RACKS FOR, SENTIMENTAL?

BITCH I'M
BACK WITH IT I FOUND YOU I WANT BLOOD BITCH
TRACK DIFFERENT AS SOON AS YOU PUT ME IN THE MIX
I'M GETTIN' SICKER EVERY SECOND YOU GON' DIE QUICK
I'M IMPATIENT I WANT FIGURES FOR A FEATURE
RUNNIN' UP A TAB WITH THE FUCKING GRIM REAPER
MONEY IN THE BAG LIVING AIN'T GON' GET CHEAPER
I'M OUTSIDE Y'ALL WINDOW WITH THE FUCKING STREET SWEEPER

WATCH YASELF I BEEN THROUGH IT ONE TIME
THEN I'M RUNNING THROUGH A FULL BOTTLE TWO NIGHTS
COULDN'T BE LIKE ME IF YOU TRIED THREE LIVES
THINK 'BOUT GIVING UP AND FUCKING BUY A FOUR FIVE
FIGURED I WAS DIFFERENT SINCE I'M SIX YEARS OLD
SEVEN OUT OF SEVEN EVERY WEEK WOULDN'T FOLD
I DROP EIGHTY PROOF AND IT'S NINE TIMES BIGGER
TEN OUT OF TEN SPEAKING OF WHICH I NEED LIQUOR
X2

IF YOU STILL AIN'T PICK IT UP I'M A MOTHERFUCKING ISSUE
LONGER I'M ALIVE MAMA CRY 'CAUSE SHE BEEN THROUGH
EVERY OTHER PENNY THAT HER SON MADE BURNT
DEAD MAN WALKING YEAH BITCH BUT I LEARN
EVERY FUCKING SECOND THAT I BREATH BITCH I EARN THAT
FUCK YOU, DON'T WANNA HEAR SHIT AFTER BACKPACK
I'M FUCKING BETTER BITCH I'M IN IT THAT'S A SETBACK
TRUST ME I'M 'BOUT MY MOTHERFUCKING GETBACK

CHEAP

prod. @chase_noir

Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy

It’s a fungus
Music is destructive
I ain’t out in public
Totin’ all them guns and shit

Kill for a killin’, yea
Kill for a killin’, yea
Kill for a living, yea
Now they asses not living, yea

Lie to your face
Lie to your face, yea
Lie to your face, yea
Lie to your face, yea

Lie just to make you feel alive for a second
Lie in a place, I’m finna die for the record

How you bouta let them tell you you ain’t got the gold?
Yea, I just want that guap, guap, I’m bouta sell my soul
I think we can all agree this shit is getting old

Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go

Bitch, drugs on top of drugs on top of drugs on top of more
Aye, my bitch finna top me up, my bitch finna top me up fasho
Aye, my shit is gettin hot, its gettin hot, I’m gettin cold
Get that money for them people I don’t trust and I don’t know
They gon’ fuck me out my money, they gon’ tell me I’m the goat
Yea they throwin’ up that money while I’m spinnin’ round the pole

Bitch I’m in the jag, yuh, speeding past
Make sure that I get them clicks, or get in last
Really wish that things ain’t have to work like that
Bitch I’m outta breath, they don’t deserve my last
You know I put in that work until it hurt my back
Know this shit is such a curse, want a reverse time-lapse
Couldn’t tell you all the hurt that I observed like that
Guess I’ll pop another perc and I’ll reserve my past

Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy

Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go

They say yea yea, I say nah
They don’t like, they don’t like that shit at all
Guess I’m just a pessimist cuz I be so upset with shit
And I only hate the music because I be so obsessed with it
Bitch I’m only here to talk my shit for the moment, only get one chance
And nobody tryna listen ‘less I’m killing or I do my dance
You could be the hardest, never lackin, and still shit your pants
Ain’t it really something, passing judgment at a single glance
2022 rap is a fad and all these rappers cap
I hate coming to LA cuz of all these faggots that I have to dap
They say I better censor myself or I’ll never get a deal
I swear there ain’t nothing sacred, there ain’t nothing left that’s really real
Everyone stuck in a pissing match, no they don’t really feel
I just puff my vape to get the headrush, feel it in my heels
My bro just got a 5 milli dollar deal but he gon steal from me
And I ain’t sign no NDA so I ain’t keeping shit concealed
Hahahahaha, fuck you thought it was
Ima blow you off the map, crater
See yo ass later, little stupid ass hater
Thought you was my brother, you was just an invader
At this point I only give a fuck about getting funds up
And my lil baby badder than a bitch, and I smack that dump truck
Its like 99.9% of rappers, they all dumb fucks
Even they managers be poppin pills and getting fucked up
I’m right across the street from *redacted* records with a .50 cal
I’m really killin shit, thinking bout the guap that its gon get me now
Fuckin hate this rap shit, someone dump me, someone get me out
2022 rap, shitty people making shitty sounds

2022 rap #validproclamation (prod. chase noir)

LYRICS:

Um, Teenage Disaster, and, BLCKK
When you guys, make another song, 
Could, you make it maybe not like, not like mask
Because I wanted it to be more like, like you sing and
And, like you’re going through something

TEENAGE DISASTER:

My crib the motherfucking place to go
Let’s pop this shit then we could pull out the rollie
Drive that car we could crash it like we bought it
A credit card just to purchase narcotics like aw,
Come take a pic with me,
Yeah rich motherfucker ‘boutta D I E,
Yeah sick with the shit call the C.D.C.

BLCKK:

And we could both burn ‘bout it bitch B.T.D.

Yeah, bitch, two hundred on the freeway
Detour, I’m whipping up the beach bitch D-Day
I stopped giving a fuck when Thorne got four M’s
I’m in his checking account spending it for him
I couldn’t have picked a worse day off
I’m on a fifth of tequila spitting on four dead -siren sound effect? Idk how to include this-
Bitch, they’ll never give me awards so I,
Bought some shit that I can’t afford
Two guns, two cars, two vests, I request
Faggot ass rappers drop a motherfucking address
I don’t know who the fuck let you get in the practice
Somebody send him a shot ima see if he catch it
Mixing chemicals bitch I’m active
Keep it steady that shit reactive
Send him to heaven if he unwrap it, bow
Bitch yeah, send him a package

TEENAGE DISASTER:

My crib the motherfucking place to go
Let’s pop this shit then we could pull out the rollie
Drive that car we could crash it like we bought it
A credit card just to purchase narcotics like aw,
Come take a pic with me,
Yeah rich motherfucker ‘boutta D I E,
Yeah sick with the shit call the C.D.C.

BLCKK:

And we could both burn ‘bout it bitch B.T.D.

MY CRIB W/ TEENAGE DISASTER [PROD. SKOTSKR]

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<3 ts took me a bit of time if yall fw it lmk yk i love yall! 

Ts all a freestyle btw! 

RED ROOM

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