made w/ @nin9t99n
abrasive shit g.
mix & master by smoke bomb

[Visualizer: https://youtu.be/DrR6dXrJh_g ]


[Intro: Smoke Bomb]

[Hook: Smoke Bomb]
Lemme go tell you something
You're just a little boy
You wanna step in my ranks?
Nigga we bout to deploy
Ignorance, listen to ignorance if you so please
You can die with the other bitch
Die with the other bitch, I cannot care my friend
Fuck, you're not tough
You just a R9 nigga come speak through the bluff
I know, you got nun to show
Maybe my actions abrasive cause im tired of force imploding
Im exploding
I do it now
This is all I want 

[Verse: NIN9T99N]
POP YOUR SHIT, POP YOUR SHIT
LEAVE YOUR BODY IN A PIT
RUN UP ON YOU WITH THE STICK (YUH)
GOT A 45 TO YOUR HEAD BUD DWYER
DRACO WITH A DRUM, THAT’S SOME FYE FIRE
BLOODY BOOTS WE GONNA STOMP YOUR HEAD
CRUSH YOUR DREAMS, LET IT SHRED (YUH)
GOT NO LOVE, HEART FULL OF DREAD
DEMON FROM THE NORTH, ALGARAD
HANG YOUR BODY FROM THE GALLOW
LEAVE THEM GASHES NEVER SHALLOW (YUH)

[Hook: Smoke Bomb]
Lemme go tell you something
You're just a little boy
You wanna step in my ranks?
Nigga we bout to deploy
Ignorance, listen to ignorance if you so please
You can die with the other bitch
Die with the other bitch, I cannot care my friend
Fuck, you're not tough
You just a R9 nigga come speak through the bluff
I know, you got nun to show
Maybe my actions abrasive cause im tired of force imploding
Im exploding
I do it now
This is all I want 

[Outro]
Solace


NIN9T99N:
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/1pBxR
https://instagram.com/nin9t99n?utm_medium=copy_link

5:10:
https://youtube.com/c/Prod510
https://instagram.com/5.1.0_?utm_medium=copy_link

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/484eupAPJ0ZUFos0rXagm6?si=gIRESsasR5OMQVFiOP2vIA
Apple Music:
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/smoke-bomb/1525772836
Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/smokebomb00/
SoundCloud:
https://soundcloud.com/smoke-bomb-00
YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjG-NUS47nXG4ixZ792HYbQ?view_as=subscriber

VISUALIZER

NOT TUFF ENUFF. w/ ravensdottir [Prod. 5:10] *SPOTIFY LINK IN DESC*

prod. PREZ SINATRA

FOLLOW LVST:
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/lvstforpain
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[LYRICS]

overdose and then convulse onto the sofa paramedics check my pulse and I’m colder than Minnesota, I’m the evil type/
play with knifes when I’m sleep deprived, seeing sprits in my crib think i live with a poltergeist/
I’m never nice, the devil couldn’t front the price for soul/
so imma kill beats then prolly take my life when I’m old/
these bad habits got em scared they say I’m outta control/
the 27 club is looking nice from down in my hole/
it’s so tragic/
A-list all plastic/
phony motherfuckers get the blunt and never pass it ‘round/
I stack the cards but always find a way to break em down/
positive gestures always find a way to get me clowned/
so I just take another shot and get to acting out this acid rap is causing casualties around a hundred miles/
I visit studios & leave the artist dead in piles walking out the door I think I’m stepping over harry styles/
one direction how this tool move, it’s clockwise, I tighten up my circle had to remove, bout 5 guys/
don’t be talking if you ain’t on, my eye line, I can’t stand you fools gotta improve my time line, like fine wine, these raps are, had fake friends, got back scars, fuck what these fags thought this real rap don’t act hard/
the facts are, this black car, will blast past, his radar, these piglets, won’t spin shit, we smoke pork like incense, we did it/
you fuckers acting we ain’t get yo attention/
like when a midget visit basketball conventions/
my intentions are the bad type/
I listen to a bimbo talk then hit her wit the bagpipe/
find a tailor get a fitted suit that’s pinstripe, feel like I’m in the mob I got a tommy at my priests wife/
i tell that bitch read from the Bible then I kill her cause I always like to say my grace before I eat my dinner/
real killer/
faces stretched along my lampshade/
handmade, knives in the eyes of the deadweight/
castrate/
every victim thinking they gon get laid/
soul leaves the body, drag my knife across the breastplate/
can’t relate to the populous that got morals we ain’t cordial I’m immortal you peasants flimsy as foil while I’m hitchhiking portals & slaughtering all you mortals I’m a force to be reckoned with/
I drink a 5th then piss gold on yo mothers lips she like it when I swing my dick/
left and right just like a clock she getting hypnotized I’m all up I’m her
mouth but she don’t mind because she’s not alive/
I’m sick and twisted like a suicidal victim who had covid, scalded a ladder took a leap right off the building, and I’m/
hanging out like the noose in ya uncles kitchen boutta take the swing but it’s too loose looks like he failed the mission/
drawing triple 6’s just to piss the Christian’s off, in the back off class putting pentagrams on all the walls/
teacher told my mom that I had something wrong, she laughed it off until I brought a strap to school and wacked em all/

Something Darker FT. LVST [PROD. PREZ SINATRA]

FOLLOW US
@kashimotu
@cursedones
@adam-vanscoyk
@plurbs

[LXXIV 1ST]

Step in this bitch with the heat by my lap/
heard he was tweaking so buddy got clapped/
fuck em, i might just set it to automatic 30 pellets were pelting him like its magic/
i take ya kids make em play in trafic, known as god but im satan down to the fabric/
triple 6 on the jeans aint a fiber catholic, when i enter the room tv's turn to static/
we got lung shots make you asthmatic, we got young shooters and they problematic/
we got more money than these cap rappers heres some bank statments go and fucking add it/ 
these some real guns yall play with plastic, when the time comes yall want it to stop/
i put my heart in the music but every corny fan want me to make tiktoks/

[KASHI 1ST]

I’m cold blooded just like a reptile find me posted with my blade in the Everglades.
He gone freeze up when I shoot the heater like shoto but kashimotu real not anime. 
Niggas fake, just hiding behind illusions, 
I ain’t falling for it, I’m seeing thru that genjutsu.
Better watch out, I’m tracking your movement,
Tottin the hammer but my opposition is loose screws.
Bodies drop when I up it and click back, 
Point it right at yo clique now nobodies left.
I just copped a grand I committed theft, cause this pistol auto you will meet death.
I ain’t like the rest, bet not flip the switch, 
445 and it came with 556.
My homie tr3 be carrying the four, when the cops show up, we gone plead the fifth.

[TR3]

Yeah I couldn’t turn my back x4
Yeah i keep my foot on these fuck niggas
They just typin on keyboards they dont pull triggers
Put the pole to his head watchem ooze out
No mechanic but i keep this tool out
Watch him scream he dont know what to do now
Had some days in the dark but i grew now
Like a bitch with new hair he got blew out
Make him crawl shoot his calves like a new cow
Yeah I couldn’t turn my back x2
Nah I couldn’t turn my back x2

[LXXIV 2ND]

yuh, straight from the underground, spitting shit bringing it back to the basement/
kill myself to prove no one can replace me/
all my replicas cant replicate to the fullest my bullets inflicting death i am a nuisance to pussies 
that run they mouth up on the internet/ 
still bring a strap to the mall 'case the opposition wanna get smoked like a cigarette/

[KASHI 2ND]

Aye, he finna see the light now his blood on the walls like a shadow or maybe a silhouette.
You better not fiend for attention an unwise decision you surely will soon regret.
Been a threat to the local civilians i vocally kill shit like I’m inumaki. 
Finna self destructive, kamikaze, if you want war, ima do you like the nazis.

RVMAN - i will not make tiktoks [prod. plurbs]

NO PURPOSE FT. KASHIMOTU [PROD. ESTHETIC GLOOM & EZRAH]

DARK PIT

GO ALL OUT

prod:
@cresylic
twitter.com/cresylic

1st verse: 
@kamiyada
twitter.com/spacegodkami

2nd verse:
@fukkitfukkitfukkit
twitter.com/fukkit_

3rd verse: 
@original-god
twitter.com/originalg6d

mixing & mastering : 
@twdutchman
twitter.com/twdutchman

artwork:
twitter.com/_queeenchloe
http://queenchloe.portfoliobox.net/

Lyrics:

Kamiyada:
Hey, your gonna die
You are my enemy
Hey, your gonna die
You are my enemy
Hey your gonna die
You are my enemy
Hey your gonna die
You are my enemy
They might bring me closer
I might rip you open
You set my composure
Buy, to break shit open

Fukkit:
Sitting around, waiting for the war inbound/
Give your soul to me (x4)/
Taking that shit anyway I fucking please/ 
Sitting around, waiting for the war inbound/

Original God:
I MIGHT FACE DEATH, SOMETHING FUCKED UP IN MY HEAD
I DONT NEED REST, PRAYING FOR MY ONE LAST BREATH (x2)

I am the villain you're just a civilian I'm making a million incredible names, Vermillion killings I'm no longer feeling the blood that is spilling and edible aye, Mentally stable but I am unable to stop myself from throwing you to a cage, Just like an animal eat you like Hannibal nothing will stop me from filling this rage

GOAT DANCE (feat. Kamiyada, Fukkit, & Original God)

@cult-international

@bruhmanegod @bruhmanegod @bruhmanegod

PROD. BRUHMANEGOD

JERSEY DEVIL [W/ BRUHMANEGOD]

No Evidence

No Evidence W/ LXXIV + TR3 (Prod. Mystxry)

Some sort of direction.

Production and art by the goat @wasbeatz

Lyrics:

Climb up quick to get crossed out the way 

You been hoping on dick like a moth to the flame 

getting to it quick but they got in the way 

Gonna Alter this perception we get caught in the paint


Blood stained sheets and blood stained walls

Bitch walking  out the forage hear the birds they call 

Waver in the neurons like its anybody's fault

In the soil he a pellet cant tell anyone at all 



Conditions of light 

Up at the top gonna slip into sight 

Gotta get a respite 

A lick and a bite 

Pull up on us 

He get hit wita pipe 

No visitors type 


War song sung to the ground with the war drum 

Chipped in r-fid when the lord come 

Stay down might dip at the mourn sun 

May douse my wrist till its froze up 



I made, I made a mess


I cant seem to grasp on 



Certain, certain, certain materials 

I just wanna see the truth 


Purpose you counterfeit 

Working so everything balances 

No one deserve 

What your boutta get 

Counting it 

Up 

While 

The serpents 

Surrounding it 

Down on my luck 

But I'm learning to 

Counter it 


Counting my take in my background off 

Few more gates till I pass out drunk 

Boy wanna be great take the trash out bruh 

Telephone game you gon pass that on 


Feelings from the top down 

One by one its cross out 

We ain't having fun so jam the cauldron and you locked out 


I could never stop now 

All the homies  pop out 

I can feel the heat its raising up you In the dog pound 





FINAL DOSE [PROD. W A S]

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

new track with foe nem @adam-vanscoyk 

run this shiit up for my bday, more projects in the works!

COLOSSAL

COLOSSAL W/ LXXIV (PROD. 5:10)

@cult-international

produced by me if not otherwise stated

NY

JERSEY DEVIL [W/ BRUHMANEGOD]

BLCKK

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