walk

prod. PREZ SINATRA

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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]

DENTAL TAPE

EENIE MEENIE (W/ CXRPSE, KYLE SLOW, LVST, JAMES GORCZYCA, ROADDAWG, SNIPZTEA, BRUHMANEGOD)

BLADEHIIT

BLADEHIIT FT. LXXIV + TR3

The Main Source:
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Bring The Pain

LIL LANDMINE  - STEAL YO PURSE (prod. LVNDMINE)

THANK YOU @lildvrkie @bruhmanegod @bxwsers_demise

ENJOY

I DON'T LIKE YOU [PROD. BXWSER]

WATCH EM GO

30,000 CIGARETTES

U CANT KILL ME

PROD. @STVRFIRE
VOCALMIX @ISTASHA
ARTWORK BY https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_/
VISUALS https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=st4zRLHYnUs

LYRICS

[VERSE 1]

BITCH I WANNA COUNT THAT PAPER
YOUR BITCH HAS A SPICY FLAVOR
TRACK YOUR ASS DOWN ON MY RADAR
THIRD EYE SHOOTIN A RED LASER

20 ON MY WRIST BUT I AINT RICH YET
FUCK AY
HENNY FOR THE PAIN I NUMB MY DUMBASS
FUCK AY
12 GAUGE ON MY HIP I WANT SOM FUN AY
OKAY 
NECK ON FROZE LIKE NORWAY
YOUR BITCH BE LIKE NO WAY
YOU COULD WRITE AN ESSAY
JUST ABOUT ME FLEXIN
MONEY AINT NO LESSON
LOWKEY KEEP EM GUESSIN

TELL YOUR BITCH THAT SHE CAN KEEP THE CHANGE
I DONT WANT NO FAKES IN MY LANE
YOURE JUST THE REASON THAT I STAY AWAY


[BRIDGE]

SNAKES IN THE GRASS
THEY THE REASON THAT IM RIDIN FAST


I DONT FUCK WITH TRUST ISSUES
YOU DONT HAVE NO CLUE
WHAT IM GONNA DO
OR WHO YOU TALKIN TO

BEFORE THE DEPTH BITCH


[VERSE 2]
BLINDFOLD BIRDBOX
SUICIDE DETOX
GOTTA LIVE GET UP
ON YOUR HEAD RED DOT

TRUSTISSUES NO LUCK
FULL AMMO BUCK SHOT
MENTAL HEALTH EQUALS WEALTH
GOTTA GO STEALTH


GUNSLINGER ERRON BLACK
SHOOT THE DIRT IT GOT ME SICK
WANNA SEE A TRICK?
ROB YO BITCH AND GO VANISH
I DONT NEED YOUR SHIT
HANGIN WITH THE DEAD
TURN THIS TO A MESS 
BLOOD BOUTTA SPLASH

FLEX // TRUST ISSUES [PROD. STVRFIRE]

prod @pxlse

lyrics:

hold up
ill pull my gun out
see you pussy run now
say you wanna try me out
who the fuck is running now

ill pull my gun out
see you pussies run now
say you wanna try me out
who is running now

(x2)

oh shit
oh fuck
put the body in my trunk 
got a chunk
of his skin
better throw that in the junk
oh shit
come and try me lil bitch
imma beat yo shit punk
what the fuck
wassup 
pussy boy shut up
hold up
ill pull my gun out
see you pussies run now
say you wanna try me out
who the fuck is running now
ill pull my gun out
see you pussies run now

OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK
OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK
OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK
OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK
OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK
OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK
OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK
OH SHIT, OH FUCK, PUT THE BODY IN MY TRUNK

U CANT KILL ME

BLCKK

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