🔥 blckk on blckk won't notice me 🔥🤫😈💥

it’s been a while since i heard from you bro, and I’m glad you haven’t lost your sound, you still hitting it crazy, even more than before.

You’re not that guy pal, just like a pimple on the left someone says something and you don’t like it huh? You little pimp.

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PRODUCED BY ME & @zoedni

end of an era

NONSENSE!

Spotify

NONSENSE! (feat. YUNG FLEX, BLCKK & ZOE.DNI)

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

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MENACE(PROD.JAMES GORCZYCA)

art by @c3of
prod. @chase_noir

lyrics:
hypocrites look me in my face
pissing me off
wanna put them all in a grave
just let me know
what you trying to do today
cuz i really wanna bash your
brains in

i dont fuck with anybody at all
its not joke
i hate going out in public
id rather sit home and choke
tryna have a conversation
im thinking of overdose
check the miligram 
and shove all the silly pills
in my throat

leave the blood on the leaves
they get no reprieve
you’re better off
not speaking to me
i want you to bleed
i want you to be
dead
i will not stop till i see that
im on the fringe
of insanity
that i never wanted,
but have to be
dont care if anyones mad at me

hypocrites look me in my face
pissing me off
wanna put them all in a grave
just let me know
what you trying to do today
cuz i really wanna bash your
brains in

nowhere is a safe haven
theres no time for conversation
im ontop of the trees and i mob
with the ravens
ive never been an inspiration

i hate to watch the scene die out
everything got a price now
leave em all down in the dirt, watch em dry out
let the blood fall from my mouth

LISTEN

KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE BETTERMENT OF THE PLANET

produced by @yebutnobutye & @bnyx

i'm in the crowd, ritual is unfounded
feelin so unsound, but it ain't gettin me down
they talk the loudest, but ain't sayin it proud
i'm blockin out all the sound and it ain't gettin me down
they gon like what they like what they like what they like
they gon hate what they can't understand
they gon fight, catch a left and a right
outta spite, tryna pin and decide what i am

for myself imma bleed
in the fall, blood on the leaves
bitch i'm fading away
when i'm gone, earth gon remain
you can kneel or pray
i got a lot to give and i got a lot to take away
till my essence decay
back to the void from whence i came

they gon lie like they hearin it
eye of the pyramid, die for the ignorant
cry over spirit, disguise in a lyric
it's time for the dearest demise of your fear of it
siphon my extremities, feed to the vulture
demon of culture, fiend of exposure
dream of a better place to leave your enclosure
eat till it's over

i'm in the crowd, ritual is unfounded
feelin so unsound, but it ain't gettin me down
they talk the loudest, but ain't sayin it proud
i'm blockin out all the sound and it ain't gettin me down
they gon like what they like what they like what they like
they gon hate what they can't understand
they gon fight, catch a left and a right
outta spite, tryna pin and decide what i am

for myself imma bleed
in the fall, blood on the leaves
bitch i'm fading away
when i'm gone, earth gon remain

gift of ignorance (prod. 26girls + BNYX®)

LYRICS:

I could sell my soul to whoever it cost like two fifty
anywhere I go if I'm moving my brothers move with me
If I had to do it and *** bet you they shoot with me
Cocaine with malone motherfucker I'm feeling too Whitney

I don't smoke I fuck with drinking strictly
I get back inside of Florida with Gavin whipping
I'm on half a fucking bottle of the screwball
Jumping out the whip on the interstate hope somebody hit me

I fuck with only negativity
I don't wanna kill you but it is a possibility
Every time you talk to me you up the probability
Go to bed and plan it in my head so specifically

I'm a fucking monster I'm a cryptid bitch
I don't talk 'bout none of that shit unless it's encrypted bitch
Planned for this to happen and it play out like I scripted it
I hope when I check up on you next you been evicted bitch

I hope everybody die before they twenty five
Fuck it I hope everybody die before they learn to drive
I don't got no money in my pockets I got twenty knives
I been tryna hate on everybody my entire life

Pray to every page of this religious text that you be next
You don't make it past another year boy that's a fucking bet
You think you invincible it's just that you ain't met me yet
I want my percentage every penny that you fucking get
 
You could ride with whoever you want, pussy
I been fucking better than you since I dropped bully
Fraction of what I could do is a hundred times of two of you
I go where I want motherfucker I'm skipping every queue

Everything that happened to you it's 'cause you deserve it
I want you to know if I hurt you it's on purpose
Shouts to everybody on the street that's in the service
Check out down this barrel for a second don't be nervous

TWO FIFTY W/ HEN$HAW [PROD. FONY WALLACE]

lyrics:

sue me for all the samples
just wanted someone to listen to me
way to talk without being visible me
and who you see when you look at me not the same
ten toes trippin im victim to every game
admittedly switched up,
when living isn’t enough,
if that wasn’t fucked up,
no pieces for picking up
consider who clean it up ‘for you pull the trigger and tuck
and that fact of that on its own sprout grudges because i’m stuck

im dead wrong
i been it since i jumped on
anxiety eat me up over a phone call
i’m shaking and waking up when the sun isn’t out
can’t remember the last time i tried talking it out
i got old friends,
i used to call my blood
i seen the news about em its twisting inside my gut
might as well be dead how the drugs is eating him up
i don’t wanna see him in person it’s bad enough

i got bottles and cheap distractions bought for comforting me
you not poppin me over instagram you stuck here with me
if you breathing above the dirt and don’t feel lucky to be
then it’s half of me that could feel you but it’s touchy to see
cause its fifty percent of walking on this planet that’s nothing
forty percent on top of that that make you feel something
if part of that make you sick and ninety still didn’t cut it
then it’s ten percent you could love about it made out of money

i’m not the type to talk
unless it’s liquor in me
i’m thanking god for skot
i’m thanking god for beamy
every time that i text him james send it back in a minute
if matt and jack wasn’t with me, ill leave that part omitted
if i ain’t had jay on my team then id be dead already
and kendrick still don’t how much he helped me feel less empty
my dad my biggest fan i love him more than anybody
if i ain’t get you in this verse know that you still my family

OLD FRIENDS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

black mass (prod. NOVÂFLED)

r.i.p. dove

grey ever my brain, peel it
never go your way, real shit
still get in your way, my god
waste away your last, time's up
time's up, nothing ever lasts
going out bad or sad, either way it's fast
happens in a flash, happens when you want
if you got the guts, done
r.i.p. to dove, if she still anything that's anywhere
i know she in the sun, resting in the clouds
i can't lie, it's where i wanna be, but for now
figure this shit out

r.i.p. freestyle (prod. nightrdd + estheticgloom + skinnydrag)

don’t trip, i don’t need you to love me
my priority been fucked up, trust me
not letting nobody around me,
so if it’s you and me tonight don’t need to tell me, nothing

few drinks in me per usual
i said a lot i don’t remember
know this prolly not what we meant for
that’s not for you and i to worry bout

right now
right now
tell you what you want me from, i mean like
right now
right now
tell me what you need from me, i could do it
right now
right now
i’m not doing nothing we could see each other
right now

i’m not really looking for the next one to fuck up
you don’t wanna be that either
spilled my last drink on my t shirt
i’m prolly too blacked out right now need my breather
tell me - tell me what you wish i was
then when i act the way i say I do you wish you really listened huh?
tell me what you thinking of
i know you heard it when i drop ay where the fuck you think i get it from?

you like what i do until i’m honest when i do it
i wouldn’t be here if this shit ain’t just pull me through it
i can’t spend my soul on checking in on how im moving
oh so you all for it then, prove it

i don’t think im built how you want me
you know what you doing ay you got me
fuck it, it’s prolly better if we stopped it
that’s not for you and i to worry bout

right now

r.n. (prod. nightrdd x silkroad x saiyan)

𝒟𝒶𝓎𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 , 𝒟𝒶𝓎𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈


Daydreams

Effin & NGHTMRE - Daydreams

COMING TO SOUNDCLOUD LATE PER USUAL

LYRICS:

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

black on black won’t notice me
30 rack gon kick me in my brain and fucking cope wit me
you heard something pop to hotel books, you gon’ know it’s me
ask me if i mean that shit i rap, i said hopefully i-

god im back to pain, i spent so long getting better, just to blow it out my brain
god wont let me change, im a fucking wreck, cancer in my body’s at my fucking neck

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

god forbid i wake up
keep that two cents like a pay cut
crack my head back wit my plague on bitch
push that fucking stake up
hold that grudge like i can’t make up
i taste death inside this vapor

hope them paramedics can’t find me
fuck the life im given fuck fighting
spent ‘bout twenty five years dying

lace a fucking bag and i could buy it
i dont want that shit if i’ll survive it


BUDDY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

CRAWLING

way it sounds

KÆZ - way it sounds

Strategy and technique, TENTEN

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